Chapter 344 Dragon Fighting

At the edge of the endless sea, in the stormy rain, Situ Nan slapped the door of the Flying Snow Sword Saint fiercely, as if the sea monster king was chasing him behind his back.

In the harsh friction, the door was pulled open, and Piaoxue Jiansheng stood behind the door with a gloomy face, which made Situ Nan trember.

For a moment, Situ Nan came to his senses and said, "Snow, there is a dragon over there, a dragon..."

"Dragon?" Piao Xue Jiansheng frowned.

When the words fell, the figure had disappeared like a wind. In the blink of an eye, he came to the deck, and Mrs. Bai Du was also there.

"Look at the snow, it's over there." Mrs. Baidu pointed to the direction of the landing site and frowned.

Looking along Mrs. Baidu's hand, in the dark clouds on the top of the Gold Coast, a hazy dragon shadow is tossed up and down, hundreds of miles away, and you can already feel the dragon power.

"Janglong." Piaoxue Jiansheng just took a look and came to a conclusion.

The blood moon continent has not seen a dragon for thousands of years. The Piaoxue Sword Sage can recognize it at a glance not because he is well-informed, but because he holds the diary of the moon shadow and knows that there is a dragon in the ruins of the Gold Coast from the beginning.

This is also one of the reasons why the Flying Snow Sword Saint chose to take the waterway.

"Is it really just a dragon?" Mrs. Baidu opened her eyes wide and asked uncertainly.

Long Yin, Long Ying, Long Wei, Mrs. Baidu doesn't believe that such a big movement is just caused by a dragon.

"It's like you didn't pay attention to Jiaolong." Situ Nan finally followed up. Although he was complaining, his face was still tense.

For the top monks, the attraction of Jiaolong is only a little less than the inheritance of purple sun. They can't resist the ** of purple sun inheritance, let alone get rid of the attraction of Jiaolong Neidan.

However, the power of Jiaolong cannot be ignored by impulse. People clearly know the power of this monster. In the Blood Moon Continent, Jiaolong is definitely a wind and rain-like existence.

"Hmm." Mrs. Baidu snorted coldly and closed her mouth.

For a moment, Mrs. Baidu couldn't stand it and asked again, "Piao Xue, you can tell me in charge if it's really a dragon..."

Mrs. Baidu is also a well-known martial saint. Although her strength is much worse than other martial saints, she also relies on her understanding of some higher-level information and guessing that there is a higher realm above Wusheng. In connection with the efficacy of Jiaolong Neidan recorded in ancient books, this Jiaolong will not be less meaningful to Mrs. Baidu's inheritance than Purple Day. How much.

Not only her, but also the martial saint, even the floating snow sword saint, urgently needs Jiaolong Neidan, and the upper realm is not a big secret.

"Four thousand-year-old dragon, you can't beat it." Piaoxue Jiansheng stood at one end of the deck, and his voice was not cold and light.

The state of mind has a lot to do with cultivation. If it were someone else, she would definitely instigate Mrs. Baidu to hunt Jiaolong Neidan, so as to reduce a strong opponent in the Ziri mansion.

But Piaoxue Jiansheng did not do so, excluding the fact that he was not afraid of Mrs. Baidu. As the head of the Jianzong, Piaoxue Jiansheng fully implemented the concept of Yueying when he founded the Jianzong. He was upright and chivalrous.

"I'd like to try." Situ Nan swallowed his saliva with difficulty and said to himself.

Later, Jiaolong knew that the two people were called Purple Sun and Moon Shadow, and then it knew that it had been defeated by the attack of the soul law. At that time, Purple Sun defeated the 97-year-old little Jiaolong with just one look. If it was a serious soul attack, it must be instantaneous. Defeat its soul.

For more than 4,000 years after being sealed, it has never forgotten the face, the knife, and the painful soul attack.

Today, in a trance, Jiaolong seems to return to the moment when that clan was slaughtered. Su Han standing in front of it is like the purple sun of that year, whether it is an expression, a knife in his hand, a solemn murderous intention, or a horrible and mysterious soul attack.

"Ah! Go to hell!" Jiaolong roared and rushed to Su Han at a rapid and fast speed.

In the rapid sprint, the dragon turned back to the body, and the body of more than a thousand feet was instantly covered with Su Han's sight. The huge dragon head and blood basin made people shocked.

"Good luck." Su cold hummed coldly and was ready to stand ready.

Relying on the mysterious tripod, Su Hankan escaped Jiaolong's first killing move and waited for the opportunity to launch a fatal counterattack, which successfully angered the dragon.

At present, the two sides are already jealous of their enemies. Conspiracy and tricks are not feasible in this level of battle. All you can do is attack, attack, and then attack!

In the blink of an eye, Jiaolong has spread over and opened its mouth to swallow Su Han. Although there is not much combat experience in the 4,000-year seal, instinctively, the combat power of Jiaolong's outbreak should not be underestimated.

Looking at his big dark and fishy mouth, Su Han struggled to ** Oolong bone whip, drew a smooth arc in the air, and took the opportunity to jump on the dragon's head.

Raising the seven treasures to break the blade, Su Han stabbed down fiercely. The famous magic soldier of the blood moon continent did not live up to Su Han's expectations and stabbed through the dragon's nose, and half of the knife body did not enter the dragon's body, bringing a light blue blood fog.

"Wow!"

Jiaolong stared, twisted his body in pain, and wanted to throw Su Han down.

But Su Han held the blade of the seven treasures. Although he was thrown in the air and swaying back and forth, he could not fall down. On the contrary, Jiaolong was hurt by seven meat and eight elements, and the tight body gave it only pain at this moment.

On the ground, everyone sweated coldly for Su Han. Under the fierce attack of Jiaolong, they could turn defense into attack and instantly reverse. This is a dangerous action that Wu Sheng's strong men dare not guarantee. Su Han successfully did it!

And, according to this situation, the first to collapse must be Jiaolong, which has suffered a double physical and spiritual blow.

In contrast, although Su Han is not easy, he just needs to firmly grasp the seven treasures to break the blade.

Human monks can see this truth. Although Jiaolong was angry, he also knew it. With the painful roar, Jiaolong rushed fiercely to the Bilong Pool, which was not yet calm.

"Puff!"

In the water, Jiaolong sank to the bottom of the pool with Su Han. As its tail also disappeared from sight, everyone's hearts were half cold.

"Mom, you are such a hooligan!" Tu Hao gritted his teeth and ran over in three or two steps, and his posture was about to jump.

His body was pulled back in mid-air by the Dumb Overlord. After Tu Hao landed, he opened the Dumb Overlord's hand and scolded, "You fool!"

"Yi Lao asked me to pull it." The domineering king said angrily.

As soon as Tu Hao heard the meaning of Yi Ya, his anger subdued in an instant and turned his head to look at Yi Ya.

"It won't help Su Han if you go on like this." Yi Ya said bluntly, "Look at this Bilong Pool, you can imprison a dragon that is thousands of feet long. How can the bottom of the pool be more than a thousand feet? So far, there are only two results in this battle. The victorious can climb up alive, and we can do..."

Speaking of this, Yiya sighed fiercely and looked solemn: "All we can do is pray for Su Han."

"Is that the only way?" Tu Hao sat weakly on the ground and punched the blue and white stone slab fiercely.

"If it's just in the air, I can still help. But now...unless the third brother is also here." Feng Shenbao came over with the help of Tu Xingsun.

"Let it be God's destiny." Li Feng sighed for a long time.

The depressed people stood on the edge of the blue wave pool and quietly felt the movement at the bottom of the pool. No one found that dozens of meters away, a wet brocade was hanging on the tree branch, shining with light yellow.

This is a kit for the soul beast king in the retreat.